silverarmknight

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"Greetings, Lord Ambrosia."

"King Arthur has asked me to accompany you to Orkney. Be assured that I will do my utmost to ensure that we arrive swiftly and safely."

"Bedi Bedi~! My favorite knight in shining armor! What are we doing today, hm~? Whatever mission has our dearest Artie placed upon our shoulders?"

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✎ . . . 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑴𝑬 𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑹.

₊˚⊹ a collection of loose poem verses, quotes or lyrics from various books and chansons. most were written originally in portuguese or french, and were translated to english by me. some are extracted from personal poems, as well! they all have some type of religious reference/motif. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst and suggestive! feel free to edit as you see fit.

❝ i never felt more alive than when you called me your angel. ❞ ❝ saints above help me… don’t look at me like that. ❞ ❝ admit it, you’d have taken a bite out of eden, too. ❞ ❝ what are you waiting for? pray. ❞ ❝ confess. repent. repeat. ❞ ❝ for you? i will be any believer you want me to be. ❞ ❝ run away with me, where no gods can find us. ❞ ❝ i begged for a miracle. instead, i got you. ❞ ❝ you smell like the devil. ❞ ❝ where is your faith now? ❞ ❝ call me a sinner. ❞ ❝ the way you call my name sounds like heresy. ❞ ❝ in your gaze, i find my prayers answered. ❞ ❝ your lips are scriptures i long to memorise. ❞ ❝ even silence feels sanctified like this. ❞ ❝ when you embraced me, i felt like i was cradled by divinity. ❞ ❝ i do not wish for the stars to hear us now. ❞ ❝ meet me at our shared altar, where our ghosts can dance. ❞ ❝ kiss my hand. make me feel holy. ❞ ❝ your love feels like a fallen angel’s curse. ❞ ❝ please, can’t you be my sanctuary tonight? ❞ ❝ should i kneel and beg you to look at me again? as if you’re a saint? ❞ ❝ worship does not come cheap. ❞ ❝ must i pay for my sins? cry for forgiveness? ❞ ❝ hate me, blame me, crucify me; just please don’t walk away. ❞ ❝ i do not know how else to love you if not like a sinner. ❞ ❝ you were my redemption; now you are my ruin. ❞ ❝ the weight of your absence is my penance to bear. ❞ ❝ i built cathedrals of dreams, and you razed them to dust. ❞ ❝ you’re a hymn that haunts my mind at midnight. ❞ ❝ you left me bleeding for you, devoted—abandoned. ❞ ❝ i prayed to forget you, but even the heavens refused. ❞ ❝ do not tempt me with your promises. ❞ ❝ hellfire has nothing to your touch. ❞

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he SEARCHED FOR HER for SO LONG!!!!!

bedivere was MARRIED and HAD KIDS and he was still so desperately in love with his king you don't UNDERSTAND

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bedivere was MARRIED and HAD KIDS and he was still so desperately in love with his king you don't UNDERSTAND

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oh hey lady guinivere sorry for secretly pining for your husband/wife this entire time - i mean what

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Making you the patron saint of something.

patron saint of bones.

patron saint of frameworks. of structures. of solidity. patron saint of things that break. patron saint of things that are left behind. the bones survive long after the body, the building: what is there left for them, when the rest has gone? what do bones do, with nothing to hold around them? who holds the bones?

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"Dear Bedivere, Would you love me if I was a worm?" Who gave her this question? We'll never know.

What a peculiar question - still, the answer comes to him easily.

"Of course, My King. I would love you no matter what form you take."

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"Ah, I see you're here as well. Do be sure to carry extra tissues and 50lbs of comfort food for dear old King of Knights over there. My spouse (master) snuggling me affectionately more than them might actually leave them in shambles." Oh boy, Morgan is here and she's totally not be a bitch for no reason.

"..."

Do not let yourself be provoked by her blatant disrespect towards your King, Bedivere. She is clearly attempting to get a rise out of you.

He takes a calming breath...then he smiles.

"Morgan." His tone is polite, yet there is an obvious edge to it, especially as he pointedly addresses her without a proper title. "I am certain that my beloved King has much more important matters to concern themself with than whatever you may be up to."

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While he cannot claim to understand his King's thought process...and he still does not approve of the trickery that some of his fellow Knights pulled...he has to admit that it is nice to see her enjoying herself so much.

He does not which to take that from her. So, with that thought in mind.

"...very well, My King. If you insist, I shall wear these rabbit ears with pride."

"Ah-"

Before he can even get a word in edgewise, he finds a pair of bunny ears placed upon his head. He makes no move to immediately remove them, but he does look a bit flustered.

"I-Is this really necessary, My King?"

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"Ah-"

Before he can even get a word in edgewise, he finds a pair of bunny ears placed upon his head. He makes no move to immediately remove them, but he does look a bit flustered.

"I-Is this really necessary, My King?"

"Dear Bedivere, I also have a pair for you as well!" Fluffy white ears are now on his head.

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"M-My King...!"

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VULNERABLE CONFESSION PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

it's been a long time since i did anything like this.

be honest with me.

i have something to tell you.

do you have a second to talk?

i've never said it outloud.

you shouldn't feel ashamed.

you are destined for greater things.

i don't remember anything about my parents.

i think i deserve the truth.

how long have you known?

i can't believe i trusted you.

you should have told me from the start.

i won't judge you, no matter what you say.

i'm not sure how to do this.

i owe you an explanation.

you don't have to hide this any longer.

when was the last time someone held you?

i've never been kissed.

i've been alone all my life.

this feels weird to me.

it will feel better if you tell me.

you are the only one who can save us.

you should know the truth.

i'm not ready to do this.

no one's ever really loved me.

i was kept in the dark all my life.

i don't know what love feels like.

tell me the truth. it's okay.

take your time with this. it must be very hard on you.

my parents died when i was very young.

i should tell you the truth.

there's no shame in this.

i can't believe i never knew.

i'm sorry, but i don't believe you.

i can't do this.

are you sitting down?

you are the chosen one.

it's safer if you never know the truth.

this never should have happened.

i regret everything.

i've never been with anyone before.

there's something i should have told you a long time ago.

i'm afraid of heights.

they thought you'd be better off not knowing.

you should have told me.

you were hiding this from me?

don't laugh when i tell you, all right? promise?

you've been kept in the dark for far too long.

you're the first person i've told.

so? what do you think?

maybe it was silly to hide that.

i didn't feel comfortable telling you.

they deserve to know.

what happens now?

you'll want to sit down for this.

you will save us from this evil.

i should have listened to you.

you'll have to teach me. i'm new to this.

i don't have much experience.

they didn't want you to know.

i never knew them.

i don't even know my own name.

everything you've been told is a lie.

i'm not ready for that.

will it always be like this?

i've been hiding this from you.

i didn't want you to know.

there are more pressing matters to attend to.

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bedivere loves artoria SO MUCH you DON'T UNDERSTAND

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Just a smile, just a smile! He wouldn't react anything differently would he? He's seen her smile, right? She approaches him, stopping in front of him and clearing his throat like she had done earlier to Lancelot as she smiles to him--

"✨ Sir Bedivere, How was your day? Shall we have a drink?✨

"Ah..."

Before he can muster a response, seeing the expression on her face effectively silences him. Doubtless that she does not know just how much he has longed to see her smile, and while it is true that he has witnessed her do so much more easily at Chaldea than she ever did during her time ruling over Camelot, it still catches him off-guard to have it directed at him and makes his heart skip a beat. He cannot help it...

Though, he does catch himself after a moment or two and he quickly tries to regain his decorum once he recognizes that she's asked him a question.

"Oh - y-yes, My King, I am doing well!" he replies, his cheeks reddening slightly, "And a drink would be lovely...!"

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This man goes THROUGH IT. Pour one out for Bedivere.

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"A Berserker is truly the only class fit for me..." (Lancelot)

"..."

"I have said as much to Sir Mordred," Bedivere starts after a moment, expression somber, "And I shall say the same to you - your actions, Sir Lancelot...they are unforgivable. I trust that you have sense enough to understand that." He truly does believe that. The burden of his regrets may as well be a physical weight bearing down on the man at all times.

Of course, remorse alone is far from enough to absolve him...and yet...

"However..."

"...the fight for Humanity's survival is far more important than any personal grudges we may have held in life. Moreover, although I cannot speak to how the other Knights of the Round Table may feel...I, for one, have lived far too long carrying these embittered feelings. I do not wish to continue bearing their burden even after death."

"...I cannot forgive you, Sir Lancelot. But should you continue wielding your sword for our cause, I will fight alongside you, as I did in life."

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Bedivere embraces him in return, arms encircling him and holding him close. He turns his head slightly to press a kiss to Arthur's hair. The feelings inside of him right now are conflicting ones, but he does not hesitate to comfort him.

"Arthur, my beloved..." he utters softly, "I am here for you, always."

Don't mind him wrapping his arms around Bedi's waist and burying his face in his neck.